Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Azhao looked at him seriously: “I think you have something very important to hide from me. ”

Marshmallows: “Hmm...”

He was looking for some reason to plug into the past, Zhao had finished his remarks for him.

“I don't doubt that you're good to me, so the reason you're hiding it from me, I think, must be this thing, for some reason I don't know. ”

Azhao looked at the marshmallows and looked gently: “I'm not asking you to tell me anything, marshmallows. But I have a question. ”

The marshmallows are about to cry in front of the gentle understanding of this man.

Mama was always like this, so tender and soft to herself. Whatever happened, she would always hold him gently, carefully dry his tears, softly sobbing: “Where did my little marshmallows come from? Tell Grandma she's mad at you! ”

Cotton candy choked a little: “Ask. ”

Zhao: “...”

Why are you crying so suddenly?

She was worried, "Marshmallows, what happened to you? ”

Marshmallows: “Nothing, just watched a deeply romantic movie. ”

Zhao: “...”

The marshmallows cleared their throats, turning the subject off: "You just said you had questions for me. ”

A Zhaoxin was suddenly drawn here: "Yes. I just wanted to know, do I have anything to do with completing my mission and knowing what I want to know? ”

The marshmallows gave a very positive answer: "Yes, the more tasks you complete, the more things your host will perceive. One day..."

Cotton candy paused for a moment, and the nail cut off the iron said: “One day, Zhao will know everything he wants to know! ”

Zhao Ruo nodded thoughtfully: "Well, let's get on with our mission. ”

……

Seven in the morning.

Chumu was woken by the alarm clock.

He got up, washed up and cooked himself a bowl of green egg noodles for breakfast.

Waiting for a familiar moment, he turned on his phone, and someone on a chat page sent him a message:

[Spring and Autumn, me and Tianlong, Hopper and a few of them have arranged a national holiday basket, the address is set in S City, I think you should meet us next door in J City?

Chumus thought about it for a second.

In the meantime, the noodles are cooked.

His skilled fires are turned off, a pot is set up, and a bowl of nutritious breakfast noodles that sell well and taste good are instantly served.

Before serving breakfast on the table and eating, Trumu returned a message:

[Okay]

Chumu, male, 27 years old, freelance, pen name Chu's Spring and Autumn, is the top god author of the Apocalypse Literature Network, the largest online novel platform in the country, several novels have been adapted to film, television and animation cartoon games, etc. Currently, the series of upgrading Qiuxuan Fantasy Novel, "The Emperor of Heaven" breaks all aspects of the monthly tickets clicked by the Apocalypse Literature Network, selling 30 million copyrights of single film and television.

It's a web circle, Big Brother.

The one who had just sent him a message was Trumu, who had known his best friend for seven years, Snowflake, who was also the old god of the Apocalypse Literature Network.

This time, it was just a few of them who had almost the same status on the website and had known each other for many years, meeting each other in real life.

Chumu has never participated in such activities before.

He has always liked to distinguish between the web and reality, not just private meetings, but even interactive events organized by the web site, which he has never attended.

So, in many people's minds, Wenfeng's old and spicy great god Chu's Spring and Autumn, in reality, should be a middle-aged man who has been through a lot.

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Continue later.